The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company, 1840 - 546 pages |
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... original powers , whatever they were , have been long since lost or confounded in the pursuit of metaphysic dreams . We ourselves venture to think very differently of Mr. Coleridge , both as a poet and a philosopher , although we are ...
... original powers , whatever they were , have been long since lost or confounded in the pursuit of metaphysic dreams . We ourselves venture to think very differently of Mr. Coleridge , both as a poet and a philosopher , although we are ...
Page 137
... original , Den blut'gen Lorbeer geb ich hin mit Freuden Fürs erste Veilchen , das der Mærz uns bringt , Das dürftige Pfand der neuverjüngten Erde . " Tis ye that hinder peace , ye ! —and the warrior , It is the warrior that must force ...
... original , Den blut'gen Lorbeer geb ich hin mit Freuden Fürs erste Veilchen , das der Mærz uns bringt , Das dürftige Pfand der neuverjüngten Erde . " Tis ye that hinder peace , ye ! —and the warrior , It is the warrior that must force ...
Page 144
... original is not translatable into English ; -Und sein Sold Muss dem Soldaten werden , darnach heisst er . It might perhaps have been thus rendered : And that for which he sold his services , The soldier must receive . That without ...
... original is not translatable into English ; -Und sein Sold Muss dem Soldaten werden , darnach heisst er . It might perhaps have been thus rendered : And that for which he sold his services , The soldier must receive . That without ...
Page 147
... I have translated it in the former sense ; but fearful of having made some blunder , I add the original . - Es ist ein Kloster hier : ur Himmelspforte . The happiness of us two . [ Taking his hand 147 THE PICCOLOMINI . 137.
... I have translated it in the former sense ; but fearful of having made some blunder , I add the original . - Es ist ein Kloster hier : ur Himmelspforte . The happiness of us two . [ Taking his hand 147 THE PICCOLOMINI . 137.
Page 155
... original which cannot be given in Counsellors , Martinitz and Stawata , were hurled the translation . " Die Welschen alle , " etc. which word in clas down head over heels . " Tis even so ! there stands and at present in the vulgar use ...
... original which cannot be given in Counsellors , Martinitz and Stawata , were hurled the translation . " Die Welschen alle , " etc. which word in clas down head over heels . " Tis even so ! there stands and at present in the vulgar use ...
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Page 72 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Page 70 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong : He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Page 331 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 75 - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were "Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Page 76 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Page 65 - Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air...
Page 46 - O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
Page 74 - Twas night, calm night, the Moon was high; The dead men stood together. All stood together on the deck, For a charnel-dungeon fitter: All fix'd on me their stony eyes, That in the Moon did glitter.
Page 75 - This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Page 72 - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!